CHRISTMAS KIDS - YANDERE ! DSMP SUPERHERO AU + TEEN ! READER

// chapter twenty-three : chrysocolla //

" chrysocolla // kindness , expression , comfort in hard times "

trigger warnings : cursing, blood, injuries, mutilation, mentions of kidnapping, weapons

(...knock knock!)

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third person pov

Y/n climbed down the ladder and slammed the attic door shut, locking it on Philza. Of whom was pleading for them to come back. Tommy had his arms wrapped around them, sobbing out "thank you"'s over and over again.

"ranboo- ranboo's still here!"

He cried, telling them that he was still in the basement. They hastily opened the door, still carrying Tommy, and went all the way to the bottom.

And.. There he was.

Ranboo had his arms over his face, seemingly passed out. His legs weren't in the tub, but on the bed he had next to it. Y/n almost dropped Tommy, carefully putting him down on the stairs and running over to their brother.

"Ranboo- Ran, please, It's me!"

They shook his shoulders, the man groaning and moving one of his arms. Well, at least he was alive. They grabbed the gun from their pocket, Tommy slinking away in fear.

"Cover your ears, this'll be loud."

Ranboo sluggishly covered his, and Tommy pulled his hands over his. Y/n plugged one of their ears, shooting out the chains as Tommy shrieked. Their ears rung, holding their eyes shut. Ranboo didn't respond.

"Can you move?"

The hero shook his head, lifting his leg a bit.

He didn't have a foot anymore.

Tommy gagged at the sight, trying not to move much because of his bandaged torso. Y/n sighed and put away the gun, grabbing their brother as he leaned heavily on one leg. He could barely stand, biting the inside of his mouth so hard he could taste blood. Tommy got up as best as he could, finally realizing Y/n had more scars than before.

Fuck you, Wilbur.

Ranboo only had his missing foot in the water before, so he could use the other. Although, it was very hard to balance, and had to basically be carried up the stairs by Tommy and Y/n. They sat leaning on a wall for a while, Tommy sprawled out on his stomach so his back wouldn't touch anything.

Y/n hugged their brother and just didn't speak. They felt so old at that moment, sort of like a statue. A marble statue carved and chipped by a twisted artist of whom they hated for giving them a sense of life. Of who they hated for tainting their body so uncomfortably, giving them a mangled view of the world.

And then began the knocking.

It was loud and hard, about 10 solid knocks going into the door before talking began.

"Thanatooooos! Open up, birdy!"

A man whistled into the house, the sound of mocking laughter behind his talking. The three looked at eachother, knowing they were looking for Phil, of whom had probably passed out.

The banging got louder, the sound of metal against metal annoyingly loud. And then there went the lock. The man whistled again, a sort of bird-y tone. A group of 5-or-so people walked inside, still not seeing the three. They were sat in a hallway connected to the main room where they had entered, just staying quiet.

A greenish man peeked out at them, screaming and jumping back. His skin was partially human, but mostly goo.

"QUA- UH- JESTER! THERES PEOPLE HERE!"

"Well no shit, we're in his houusee.... HUH?!"

A man with black hair rounded the corner, voice trailing off before he shouted. All three of them on the floor flinched back, Ranboo furrowing his eyes in their direction.

The man had his hand on his gun, the slime calling the others that had entered with them. A tall, tall man, about 9 feet and skin shining like gold. A much shorter one with orange and white hair, with the features of a fox. Some teen with four eyes and purple antennas.

Man, was this shit trippy.

"thanatos is up in the attic with a bullet in his leg and peitho is locked in his room."

Y/n yawned, scratching their side while still holding their brother. The only one of the intruders who didn't have a mask covering their face was Jester, a disturbed scowl on his face.

"A fucking BULLET?! No, nonono you are NOT fucking telling me you shot Thanatos in the leg!"

He cackled, arms over his stomach with laughter. The group behind him all glanced at eachother, then the three sitting down.

"Do we.. like.. take them with us?"

The man with the fox ears spoke. Jester paused.

"..Stand up. All three of you."

"ran lost a foot, and tommy just got his wings cut off, no can do sir."

They responded flatly. The ravenette hissed a bit, kneeling down to look at them closely. It took him a solid 30 seconds to piece some things together, eyes widening.

"Well, if you guys aren't.. intruders.."

"kidnapped, ding ding ding- we were with those, uh.. tommy what were their names again?"

The intruders themselves were stunned. Y/n's memory was still shit, having to ask Tommy if he could recall any details. Ranboo had fallen asleep again on their shoulder. It was barely 3 am.

"Okay, well.. You rather stay here, or come with us?"

The main man grinned once more, a little bit less prideful. All three immediately agreed with him, Tommy and Ranboo being held up by the tallest, of whom they were told was named Aureate.

Y/n stood next to Jester, the man realizing he had to look up at them. He simply made himself taller. The h/cette knew he was pretty infamous for his shapeshifting ability, and for being able to beat the shit out of Wilbur on live TV during a fight.

"Look, kid, we've got a few cars outside. You can choose where you and your friends ride, but we're all goin to the same place."

"and that is?"

"Well, im guessing you've seen us on tv, but..

..We're off to Las Nevadas!"

// 1009 words //